I’m not mad anymore. It makes me horny, excited. I jerked off and fell asleep. Tomorrow is Saturday, a welcomed day off. I will be home pacing, Wait...ng. I wanted to go to F-Mans house. She left for work around 2. I waited…Just after dinner time I received a ping. F-Man sent me a message. It was a link. It was a live feed to his bedroom. I set up to record it. The bedroom was empty no one was in there but you could hear muffled voices, it was definitely Lori’s and a man’s. The voices were. Her step mother thoughunfortunately did not like me and made her break upwith me. Well, after a year or so I had gone into and finishedArmy basic training and one day decided to pay her avisit. This just happened to be through sheer destinyI’ll call it, to be the very first time her step momhad allowed her to stay home by herself, yes she was 18so that tells you something about her step mom and dad.And again within minutes we were fucking again. We eloped a couple of months after that and. The night went on as well as any other club night out, drinks a plenty and decent music to move around to and of course new people coming and going for us both to admire. Our general rule of thumb was look but don't touch without the other person's permission, although the odd guy usually slipped through that particular rule and made a b-line straight for my wife and her very kissable lips, and tonight seemed to be a fun packed night as my wife started dancing with Mr. 5'4" with gelled hair and. Rebecca agreed while she began refilling thelarge, Jacuzzi bathtub with hot water, apparently having drained it whileI was releasing the first enema in the closeted toilet. Once the waterbegan filling the tub, Ms. Rebecca once more added bath oils and soaps tothe water as the force of the water flowing out of the two faucets thatserviced the tub stirred the bath aids to bubble."Help Daisy back into the bathtub, Prissy," Ms. Rebecca instructed thevisiting sissy who did her best to perform a.